“There’s A Japanese Phrase That I Like: Koi No Yokan. It Doesn’t Mean Love At First Sight. It’s

i would rather say "i love you" too much than too little, yk? i would rather yell "i love you" across a parking lot at 8:40 pm than to quietly go home, i would rather scream at my friends that "i love you" before i turn a corner, i would rather live in a world where my friends yell "i love you" back at the top of their lungs because life is so insufferably long but its also so so so short and i just. i would rather tell my people that i love them a ridiculous amount than have them not know,

yk?

do me a solid and just reblog this saying what time it is where you are and what you’re thinking about in the tags.

I think there is pressure on people to turn every negative into a positive, but we should be allowed to say 'I went through something really strange and awful and it has altered me forever.'

-Marian Keyes

anyone who has ever gifted me a book has a really special place in my heart

Hello non existent free guy fandom

the mathematics students

crisp, grey mornings

the scratch of pencil on graph paper

working through complex problems just for the joy of it

baroque era piano music playing in the background

a love of patterns and puzzles

writing out your favorite proofs again and again

advanced math courses, sitting with the upperclassmen

the dusty green of an empty chalkboard

formulas scribbled on your hand in pen

going through a problem again and again until you understand it fully

carefully sketched graphs

short, bitten nails

ice cold water

hands marked with graphite

using math to take apart the world around you

doodling fractals on scratch paper

memorizing digits of pi just to show off to your friends

the moment of clarity when a problem fits together

hair clipped back out of your face

looking for fibonacci sequences in nature

watching a long and complicated equation simplify down to something short and compact

Everybody has secrets. That’s nondebatable. The only question is whether you’re keeping you’re own, or someone else’s.

The Cousins by Karen M. McManus (via c-morrigan)

romanticize un-illuminated brown and black eyes. romanticize the way dark eyes look without being blinded by flash. romanticize brown eyes that don’t have streaks of gold and yellow. romanticize black eyes that are so raven it’s hard to distinguish where the iris is. the depth of your dark eyes is enchanting. brown and black eyes draw you in, wrap you up, and leave you wanting more. fall in love with them.

when a girl starts growing up then all her loved ones start fading into unfamiliarity. The mouth of her mother starts spitting venomous hatred towards her growing skin. Father's opinions start falling low, shaming her for desiring extra air, outside his suffocating layers of thick curtains. The mind of her friends start revealing to be shallow, cheapening her skills to just sly trickeries. The eyes of strangers, old or young, start turning hungry, beseeching helplessly everywhere around her, to destroy.

The smell of burned dreams and an intolerable noise surrounds her, blaming her for all the impurities in the world, till she dies, sometimes even after that.

-@illusoryescapee

Is it abuse, when you were too young to realise? Is it abuse, when the criminals are your loved ones?

Unusual words with beautiful meanings:

Peregrinate (verb) To travel or wander around from place to place.

Serendipity (noun) Finding something good without looking for it.

Nemophilist (noun) One who is fond of forest; A haunter of the woods.

Eudaimonia (noun) The contented happy state you feel when you travel.

Eleutheromania (noun) The intense desire for freedom.

Hireath (noun) A homesickness for a home to which you cannot return, a home which maybe never was.

Idyllic (adj.) Like an idyll; extremely happy, peaceful, or picturesque. 

Clinomania (n.)Excessive desire to stay in bed. 

Seatherny (n.) the serenity one feels when listening to the chirping birds.

Eunoia ( n.) beautiful thinking a balanced mind.